Narrator:As the rescuers crash into the central chamber loaded for the proverbial bear, they expect to come under immediate heavy fire from multiple targets.
Narrator:The fire never materializes. The targets have already been targeted, right along with the hostages.
Narrator:Unfortunately, we have other threads to get to just now. Don't worry, though. The bodies in this room aren't going anywhere on their own.
Narrator:Last week we left some smart munitions in flight.
Narrator:They'll have to wait another week. We've got 950 million prison modules to look in on.
Narrator:Aboard 950 million prison modules, events unfold nearly identically:
Narrator:... A monstrous rescue-bot appears with a breathless Gav on its back.
AyleeBot:Hey... you rode through the copy mechanism with me.
Gavclones:It beats being killed by Megiddo and his goons.
AyleeBot:The final transmission from my original module indicates that you have been killed by Megiddo or his goons.
Gavclones:Oh. Well, okay then. But I'm still alive.
AyleeBot:Massively so. There are now 950 million of you.
AyleeBot:According to the latest available galactic census data, blue-haired, Caucasian human males are now the largest single sapient ethnicity in the galaxy. You outnumber several entire sapient species.
AyleeBot:You are no longer merely human. You have become your own, weird demographic.
Gavclones:That reminds me of my days as a web cartoonist.